come to me

When I am dead, come to me at my grave, and the more often the better. Whatever is in your soul, whatever may have happened to you, come to me as when I was alive and kneeling on the ground, cast all your bitterness upon my grave. Tell me everything and I shall listen to you, and all the bitterness will fly away from you. And as you spoke to me when I was alive, do so now. For I am living and I shall be forever.

~ St. Seraphim of Sarov

Such loving sentiment from a saint who was unbelievably gentle. He endured much in the way of suffering, yet it never made him bitter. It’s telling, and heartbreaking to me, that the post I put up which is liked the most (on loneliness) is one of the more poignant ones. I don’t believe it’s due to the image. It is the simple truth of Mother Teresa’s words regarding the struggles with loneliness and feeling unloved in this world. It is what makes the quotes of Elizabeth Gilbert (unfolding and offering) so beautiful to me. How she expresses receiving God’s immeasurable love; through the Kingdom within, which is God in our heart, and through the love of others. It’s the receiving end of Christ’s two great commandments, which perhaps seems selfish, but I feel that we need to fully believe and realize this love God has for us, so we can share it with others. To be honest, it defies my understanding, but I pray to become closer to realizing this truth.